Asking about longevity

In the sword-fighting arena.

The sword energy is surging and the sword light is overflowing.

The sword energy cut spider-web-like cracks into the rocks on the ground, and the surrounding trees were pulverized by the powerful sword energy.

Qin Cangliu activated the Qin family's secret Canghai Hengliu sword technique, while Linghu Xiaoyu used the Chongxu Sword Technique that was the sect's guardian of Chongxu Mountain.

One is the pure water swordsmanship.

One is the true secret of sword-breaking skill of Shuiyue Yibian.

Both are superior Taoism, one is as vast as the ocean, the other is as clear as the moon in the water. The two completely different but beautiful aqua blue colors are intertwined, containing the terrifying killing power that makes the foundation-building monks shudder at the sight of it.

The power of the clash between the two geniuses was too great.

Under the flow of sword energy, other disciples of Taixu Sect and Guishui Sect in the surrounding area had to avoid its edge and find other places to fight.

Mo Hua thought about it and decided not to use the fireball technique to attack Qin Cangliu, but instead gave them space to fight alone.

The competition between geniuses is also a good opportunity for Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao is extremely talented and has a high level of comprehension, but he is young after all and has little experience in fighting, so for now, he is just an "embryo" of a good sword.

Mo Hua wanted to use the sword-fighting competition to sharpen Linghu Xiao's sword, so that it could be sharpened little by little and become stronger.

A good sword is forged through repeated grinding.

In this way, they can go further in the sword-fighting conference.

Xiaoxiao himself is also able to make unstoppable progress in kendo.

Mo Hua avoided Qin Cangliu and began to use fireball magic to support Cheng Mo and others.

Linghu Xiao and Qin Cangliu, two top sword-fighting geniuses, also began to fight with full concentration.

In their eyes, there is only each other.

For geniuses, the closer they are to the same level, the more they can inspire each other to fight.

Once they defeat the genius, determine their heart of Tao, and determine all their own Tao, they will be able to go one step further.

This is not only for the sword fight, but also for their sword skills against each other.

Therefore, both of them began to spare no effort, confront each other, and fight to the death.

The exquisite sword moves are like an antelope hanging its horns, one after another; the powerful sword energy is like a blooming lotus, dazzling and brilliant.

This event instantly became the focus of Fang Tian Huaying.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this dazzling, bright, and murderous sword fight between geniuses.

Everyone was amazed:

"This is the real sword fight!"

"This is the real genius!"

"Such exquisite swordsmanship and the collision of sparks are worthy of this top-level sword-fighting event."

"What is Fireball..."

They came from far away to this school just to see this kind of scene.

Instead of watching someone hiding in the woods and shooting people with fireballs.

The battle is becoming more and more intense.

The battle of sword energy was approaching a fever pitch.

All the monks watching the battle were concentrating and nervous.

A suspense also arose in everyone's mind:

Who will win?

Although Qin Cangliu is not well-known, it can be seen from the fight just now that his swordsmanship is superb. It is only because of his background and family background that he was able to join the Guishui Sect of the Twelve Ranks.

In terms of talent alone, even if he doesn't join one of the four major sects, it would be more than enough for him to join one of the eight major sword sects.

In time, he will surely become an incredible swordsman.

As for Linghu Xiao, there is no need to mention him.

A rare sword genius in Chongxu Sect in five hundred years, with amazing comprehension and talent visible to the naked eye. Although he is still a little immature now, just like a sword embryo, once tempered, he will surely show amazing sharpness.

This kind of peak confrontation is rare even in the Xuanzi Bureau.

Anyone can win, but equally anyone can lose.

Everyone watched this thrilling duel intently, witnessing the outcome of this duel between geniuses.

In the sword-fighting arena, time passed little by little.

The sword fighting continued and the situation intensified little by little.

After an unknown amount of time, almost everyone had fought to the point of exhaustion, with very little spiritual power left.

But the fighting spirit in Qin Cangliu's eyes became more and more intense.

He has a calm and rather cold temperament and rarely shows any emotion, but after fighting with Linghu Xiao till now, he couldn't help but reveal an excited and bloodthirsty look.

This is the real opponent!

This is the real killing!

Only such a sharp opponent can become one's "grindstone", allowing oneself to be tempered, take a step further on the path of kendo, and climb to higher peaks.

At this moment, he was completely selfless and only had the sword in his eyes.

A golden light enveloped the whole body.

Qin Cangliu activated the golden body talisman, using the talisman's power to protect himself. He held the long sword horizontally, his eyes were excited and his eyes were like rivers.

The spiritual power surged like a river, the sword energy emitted a brilliant light, and astonishing power was concentrated in the long sword.

The sword style of the vast ocean.

The final form of the Cang Hai Heng Liu Sword Technique.

The ultimate killer move of superior swordsmanship.

Qin Cangliu wanted to decide the outcome with this sword-like killing move that incorporated all his life's efforts.

This is an invitation for a showdown between geniuses.

Linghu Xiao did not dodge and also activated the golden body talisman.

Surrounded by golden light, his eyes were clear, and an ice-blue moonlight seemed to shine above the sword. His entire aura seemed to merge into one with the sword.

Man is like a sword, also like the moon.

The cold moonlight, like the light of a sword, reveals an ethereal murderous intent.

A showdown of swordplay and killer moves.

This is the key point in the sword fight, but it also means a huge flaw.

Ouyang Xuan swept away the enemies with one sword, took the brunt of the attack, and stabbed towards Qin Cangliu with his long sword as sharp as a peak.

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian also understood what was going on immediately. They also immediately abandoned their enemies and rushed towards Qin Cangliu regardless of everything.

The disciples of Guishui Sect also came to their senses and turned around to kill Linghu Xiao.

If they were to collide with such superior killing moves, they would almost certainly die if they were involved. Under normal circumstances, they would not be able to avoid it.

But this is a sword fight, with a large formation to protect it.

Life and death are out of their minds; their only goal is to "win"!

Therefore, the disciples of both sides did everything they could to block the killing moves of the other sword genius.

Ouyang Xuan's sword light, Cheng Mo's axe, and Situ Jian's Lihuo sword all hit Qin Cangliu, reducing the power of the golden body talisman on his body bit by bit and preventing him from releasing the Canghai Hengliu Sword.

Four icy cold Guishui sword auras also pierced Linghu Xiao's body, corroding his golden body and hindering his Chongxu sword moves.

The disciples of both sides fought each other.

At this critical moment, Qin Cangliu's eyes suddenly opened, he shouted loudly, and almost used all his strength to strike out the Canghai Hengliu Sword before the golden body talisman was broken.

Linghu Xiao's eyes were solemn. He gritted his teeth silently and withstood the attack from the four people from Guishui Sect. He almost used all his strength to release the Chongxu Sword-breaking Qi.

For a moment, the sword light was like water, like a surging ocean, covering the sky and the earth.

On one hand, the sword energy was like the moon, as bright as the day, cold and sharp.

The sword moves collided with each other, bursting out with brilliant light and extremely strong waves.

Countless tiny sword energies, like rivers flowing backwards and the bright moon in the ocean, strangled and entangled together, and then swept around, tearing the mountains and cracking the rocks, turning the grass and trees into ashes, and engulfing everyone.

Just watching it on Fang Tian Huaying is shocking.

This beautiful yet dangerous scene, woven together with superior swordsmanship and top-notch sword energy, was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

Everyone held their breath and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Not only the disciples at the Foundation Establishment stage were shocked.

Even some Jindan and even immortal monks were stunned.

At this time, their realm is high, so their strength is naturally stronger than these disciples.

But back then, when they were still building their foundation, their strength was far from this level.

These geniuses in academic studies can unleash such astonishing killing power in the foundation-building stage. Once they enter the golden elixir stage or even the immortal stage in the future, it is simply unimaginable how powerful they will be.

"This is... learning and swordplay..."

This sentiment rose in the minds of most of the monks present almost at the same time.

Both low-level and high-level cultivators were shocked by this.

On Fang Tian Huaying, the sword energy was still strangling, the explosion was still spreading, and the smoke and dust were rolling up all over the mountain.

As the sword energy dissipated, the explosions gradually stopped and the smoke and dust dissipated.

A sense of tense suspense rose in everyone's heart.

In the end...who won?

The collision of the killing sword moves just now almost involved all the disciples from the two sects.

This is the real, winning move.

It’s a matter of life and death, as well as winning and losing.

The winner stays, the loser leaves.

In this battle between geniuses, whose sword energy is stronger, Qin Cangliu of the Qin family or Linghu Xiao of the Taixu sect?

Who is the real winner?

Everyone's heart was lifted.

On Fang Tian’s painting, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, finally revealing a human figure.

The killing just now was too brutal, and the collision of superior Taoism caused almost all the disciples of the two sects to be wiped out.

Only one person was still alive and standing there.

Everyone quickly saw his face clearly.

He was dressed in a black Taoist robe, his face was pale and cold, his breath was weak, and at this moment he was standing alone in tattered clothes and holding a sword, looking tragic, elegant and amazing.

"Qin Cangliu!"

"He actually won!"

“Incredible…”

“It’s really wonderful!”

"Guishui Sect defeated Taixu Sect, and Qin Cangliu of Guishui Sect defeated Linghu Xiao of Taixu Sect..."

…

In the stands, the elders from the noble families and sects all had moved expressions and different thoughts.

The elder of Guishui Sect stroked his beard and nodded, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

But the next moment, they were all stunned, staring at Fang Tian Huaying, their pupils shrinking slightly...

In the sword-fighting arena.

Qin Cangliu stood alone, with no one around him. Linghu Xiao was nowhere to be seen, and he was the only one left in the venue.

"I... won?"

"I defeated Linghu Xiao."

"My swordsmanship is correct..."

Qin Cangliu was filled with emotions. He fought to the point of exhaustion, and the joy of defeating a strong enemy emerged from his heart like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and then spread throughout his body.

He became more confident in his swordsmanship.

“I won…”

Qin Cangliu murmured, then heaved a sigh of relief and blinked his dry eyes slightly.

Just blinked once.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that someone had stood in front of him without him noticing. A pair of white fingers pointed at his forehead, and fire condensed at the fingertips, and then...

That’s all.

This series of changes happened so fast that he had no time to react.

A figure appeared, pointed with a white finger, a flash of fire appeared, the forehead burned with pain, and the jade of Taoism shattered.

When Qin Cangliu came to his senses, he found himself outside the venue.

He lost.

Qin Cangliu stood there, stunned for a long time, feeling mixed emotions and it was difficult to describe. It was difficult for him to accept it for a while.

What was more difficult for him to accept was the audience outside the venue.

They were cheering for Qin Cangliu, applauding him, and impressed by Tianjiao's performance...

Then, silently, a figure appeared, lightly tapped his fingers, and a fireball shot Qin Cangliu away.

Everyone felt as if their throats were suddenly grabbed.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

A tragic hero died in a sneak attack by a despicable person.

A genius of swordsmanship was defeated by the fireball technique.

A wonderful and heroic duel between geniuses ended with a somewhat absurd "bad ending".

The monks felt as if their breath was stuck in their chest and they couldn't utter a word.

Mo Hua's fireball spell silenced everyone present.

…

But no matter what the process is, losing is losing, and winning is winning.

Ink painting makes me feel happy.

Being able to achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost, a small fireball can end the game, which is perfect.

The sword fight was over, and Mo Hua, Linghu Xiao and the others prepared to leave Lun Dao Mountain.

When I reached the intersection, I met Qin Cangliu again.

Qin Cangliu stared at Mo Hua, his eyes filled with extremely complex emotions, including hatred, admiration, anger, and a hint of resentment.

All these emotions accumulated in his heart, and Qin Cangliu was speechless. In the end, he could only say one sentence:

"Mo Hua, I will remember you..."

After saying that, he turned around and left without even looking back.

Mo Hua's mentality was pretty good. This was not the first time he had heard this sentence.

Instead, Situ Jian behind him sighed silently.

Junior Brother has one more enemy in sword fighting...

Everyone walked towards Taixu Gate.

On the way back, Linghu Xiao remained silent.

Mo Hua secretly looked at him a few times and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Xiao, do you feel bad?"

Linghu Xiao shook his head, but when he turned around and saw Mo Hua's clear and sincere eyes, he nodded subconsciously and admitted:

“I lost.”

Mo Hua asked him: "Do you think you will win in your life?"

Linghu Xiao was stunned and shook his head.

No matter how talented he is or how strong his swordsmanship is, it is impossible for him to never lose even once in his entire life.

Mo Hua said: "Some geniuses have smooth sailing and win all their lives, but as long as they lose a game, their faith will be shattered and they will never recover. From then on, they become useless and completely forgotten by the crowd."

"No matter how talented he was, how good his understanding was, or how much he won, he still couldn't break through the mental barrier. He lost his own 'Tao' and could never make any progress in his life."

“There are also some people who have average talent but are very resilient. They keep losing all their lives, endure cold words and insults, and experience the coldness of the world, but they never give up and climb towards their own path step by step.”

"Which of these two types of people do you want to be?"

Linghu Xiao pondered for a moment and said, "I can't seem to do anything."

He has good talent, but he is not yet at the point where he never loses.

At least today, he lost to Qin Cangliu.

But precisely because of his talent, it is impossible for him to lose all the time, and he always wins more in the end.

Mo Hua nodded, "Yes, most cultivators have wins and losses in their lives."

"Winning or losing is essentially the same thing. It is the revelation of the Great Dao to the cultivators and the shaping of your path of cultivation."

“Winning confirms your path, losing corrects your path.”

"If you win, you keep going. If you lose, find out your shortcomings and improve step by step..."

Mo Hua then said: "This is the truth I realized from the formation."

"In the eyes of others, I may be a genius in formations, the leader in formations, and in the formation discussion conference, I am invincible in formations."

"But in fact, I will always fail when I learn the formation."

"If I can't learn or draw a formation, and I keep failing, I will keep learning, practicing, and understanding... In this way, after failing many times, I will gradually become proficient."

The Dao Stele can break through the limitations of spiritual awareness, allowing him to have more opportunities to practice formations than ordinary cultivators.

This also means that the number of times he failed in drawing formations was dozens or even hundreds of times more than that of ordinary cultivators.

It was because he had failed in formations far more times than others.

Therefore, he is so powerful that his peers can hardly even dream of matching him.

“True strength is shaped by countless failures.”

"Don't pay attention to other people's flattery. Don't think that so-called 'geniuses' must move forward indomitable, win countless victories, and never lose even once."

“These are all mediocre ideas.”

"A true genius only has his own path in mind."

"A true swordsman only has his sword in his eyes."

"Everything else doesn't matter."

“Only your ultimate pursuit is real. All wins and losses are just clouds.”

Linghu Xiao was touched, and after thinking for a moment, he said resolutely: "Little Senior Brother, I remember it."

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian were also thoughtful.

Even Ouyang Xuan, who was standing by, looked at Mo Hua in surprise.

Mo Hua saw that Linghu Xiao understood and nodded.

Xiaoxiao is a swordsmanship genius of Taixu Sect and also his junior fellow apprentice.

Mo Hua sincerely hoped that he would not be bothered by worldly fame, but would stick to his own sword path, become stronger little by little, and become a great swordsman who could reach the sky and the earth in the future...

…

Afterwards, everyone returned to Taixu Gate.

The sword fight is over and we take a short break.

There is one more thing that Mo Hua cares about very much, which is about the "fireball technique".

He then specifically sought out Xie Ling and asked him what others thought of his fireball technique.

During the sword fight, he was on the field, isolated by the formation and could not hear other people's discussions.

I don't know what others think of his fireball technique.

Mo Hua really wanted to know whether the concept he inherited from Master Kui, "There are thousands of Taoist methods, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, the secret of how to use them lies in one's heart, and fireball can also be very powerful", was understood by anyone.

So he wanted to find someone to ask.

After Xie Ling finished the Huangzi Bureau and won two games, he was eliminated. Although it was a pity, he had tried his best and at least had no regrets.

Since then, he has been watching the game from the outside, so naturally he can hear other people's discussions.

Xie Ling was a little hesitant about the question asked by Mo Hua, and seemed reluctant to speak.

Mo Hua asked again and again, Xie Ling had no choice but to whisper:

"Young Senior Brother, others say that you are insidious and shameless, using fireball magic to 'pick up heads'..."

"He's a despicable formation master who knows how to cast fireballs."

Mo Hua was stunned, and then a little bit unbelievable.

No one could understand my exquisite fireball technique.

He also said that he was "picking up heads"...

I feel a little tired of ink painting.

Seeing this, Xie Ling flattered him at the right time:

"Young Senior Brother, your fireball technique is really amazing. I was shocked when I saw it. I didn't expect that the fireball technique could be used in this way..."

This flattering rhetoric is a bit immature.

But Mo Hua still felt a little warmth in his heart.

My younger junior brothers are still the best.

In this case, I must work hard to make Taixu Sect one of the four major sects, and let my junior brothers all become "geniuses of the four major sects"...

That being said, the situation at the Taixu Sect's sword fight was gradually becoming serious.

The day's sword-fighting competition came to a temporary end, and as expected, Taixu Sect fell to second place.

The current ranking is Tianjian Sect first, Qiandao Sect third, and Longding Sect fourth.

Taixu Sect still failed to maintain its first place.

Moreover, the second place was also in jeopardy.

The atmosphere of the entire sect became somewhat depressing...